I'm not sure what I'm looking for by posting this here, however, I felt that this subreddit would be the best place to post.
I haven't been diagnosed with depression officially, but I have struggled with depressive thoughts/self hatred and everything else that comes in that package for years. In a lot of ways, I've overcome it, but I still carry that burden upon my shoulders.
I didn't have friends as a kid. I went to a private school, and my classmates came from broken backgrounds. There were two cliques, and they constantly fought through the years, and I stayed out of it because I have always hated drama and conflict. Somehow, I found myself to be targeted by both cliques and I faced a ton of bullying. (Rarely physical). Every day, people would pass my desk and call me "retard" "stupid" "dumb" etc. I never showed them any reaction in the hopes that they would stop, however, it seemed to turn into more of a competition to see who would get a reaction first. The teachers did nothing about it. I spent my recesses reading books and escaped into the world of imagination. …show more content…
I began having panic attacks at the age of 7/8, and I finally told my mom, in the form of a letter, that I thought I was having heart attacks at the age of 10. After that year, I became homeschooled. I had a lot of anxiety as a result of this, which made it extremely hard for me to make new friends. In the new social circle I was placed in, I was also ostracized, and had teachers that took part in
I haven't been diagnosed with depression officially, but I have struggled with depressive thoughts/self hatred and everything else that comes in that package for years. In a lot of ways, I've overcome it, but I still carry that burden upon my shoulders.
I didn't have friends as a kid. I went to a private school, and my classmates came from broken backgrounds. There were two cliques, and they constantly fought through the years, and I stayed out of it because I have always hated drama and conflict. Somehow, I found myself to be targeted by both cliques and I faced a ton of bullying. (Rarely physical). Every day, people would pass my desk and call me "retard" "stupid" "dumb" etc. I never showed them any reaction in the hopes that they would stop, however, it seemed to turn into more of a competition to see who would get a reaction first. The teachers did nothing about it. I spent my recesses reading books and escaped into the world of imagination. …show more content…
I began having panic attacks at the age of 7/8, and I finally told my mom, in the form of a letter, that I thought I was having heart attacks at the age of 10. After that year, I became homeschooled. I had a lot of anxiety as a result of this, which made it extremely hard for me to make new friends. In the new social circle I was placed in, I was also ostracized, and had teachers that took part in